Big Ears
Music Lover
I noticed on a Brook flyer that Coghlan's Quo were playing in 2014.
I watched a film on BBC 2 this evening called Hello Quo (2012). It showed the circumstances of, first, Coghlan's sacking for no good reason, and then Lancaster's dismissal because he rightly thought their music had rapidly gone downhill as a result. Towards the end of the film, Rhino Edwards speaks of how much he likes the last album with accompanying footage of the band. At the end, Rossi and Parfitt meet with Lancaster and Coghlan in the car park at the front of Elstree Studios. They enter the building and one introduces the other to a young man, Dave, who is his son (can't remember whose). They plug in their equipment and start playing a blues, which might have been Black Water or something, and instantly, particularly with Lancaster, the old magic is back from Rossi and Parfitt. No matter what Edwards thinks of the latest album, it does not come close to the classic lineup. I just hope Rossi and Parfitt, who come across as a double-act, can keep their egos in check for long enough to make an album of new material with this lineup.
Something I did not know, or had forgotten, was that Edwards and the excellent Jeff Rich were recruited after working on a Parfitt solo album called Recorded Delivery (1985), which was shelved.
I watched a film on BBC 2 this evening called Hello Quo (2012). It showed the circumstances of, first, Coghlan's sacking for no good reason, and then Lancaster's dismissal because he rightly thought their music had rapidly gone downhill as a result. Towards the end of the film, Rhino Edwards speaks of how much he likes the last album with accompanying footage of the band. At the end, Rossi and Parfitt meet with Lancaster and Coghlan in the car park at the front of Elstree Studios. They enter the building and one introduces the other to a young man, Dave, who is his son (can't remember whose). They plug in their equipment and start playing a blues, which might have been Black Water or something, and instantly, particularly with Lancaster, the old magic is back from Rossi and Parfitt. No matter what Edwards thinks of the latest album, it does not come close to the classic lineup. I just hope Rossi and Parfitt, who come across as a double-act, can keep their egos in check for long enough to make an album of new material with this lineup.
Something I did not know, or had forgotten, was that Edwards and the excellent Jeff Rich were recruited after working on a Parfitt solo album called Recorded Delivery (1985), which was shelved.